Rude - Grayson Dolan

20 - "beautiful words"

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Angela

I had only been in love once before. I was twelve years old and I had loved my boyfriend in High School whom was my first proper boyfriend. Although it didn't last long, since I had to focus on my studies, I knew I loved him and I gave him everything I had even though he took it for granted. To this day I regret it and I am now only scared to fall in love again.

However, I remember the words that Grayson had whispered to me last night as my head sunk into the pillow as his body was safetly pressed against mine and I didn't mind that he couldn't love me.

"I don't want to fall in love with you." He had whispered, his fingers delicately smoothing down my hair as I closed my eyes shut as though I was sleeping deeply. "I don't want to hurt you too."

His lips were so close to my ear that I could hear the truth behind his voice and I desperately wanted to turn around to face him. I wanted to study his every feature, from his perfect flaws to his angelic eyes. I wanted to stay there forever, however I knew that this Grayson wouldn't always be here.

"Do you want to dance?" Ethan asks me as my eyes lay on Christina and Grayson's awkward dancing as I sipped my white wine.

Turning to face Ethan, his knife and fork placed into his empty plate as he smiles at me before standing. His hand reaches out and I let out a laugh before slipping my hand onto his.

"Of course." I tell him as we make our way onto the busy dance floor and I can't help but watch as Grayson's eyes protectively follow Ethan and I's moving bodies before they trail down to look at our touching hands.

"Ethan dance with your fiancé." Grayson tells Ethan before removing my hand from Ethan's and holding it himself, his jaw clenched the way it had been at the table.

"Yes, dance with me." Christina excitedly grins up at Ethan before leading him away from Grayson and I.

Grayson's fingers intertwine with mine and a shy smile grows at the familiar feeling of his hand against mine. My eyes focus on his hands as they move to the small of my back before I place my free hand onto his shoulder as his cheek presses against mine.

I burry the side of my face into the crook of his neck as we sway to the music, his body leading the way.

"I'm infatuated by you, Angie." Grayson whispers into my ear and I felt my body tense up in shock at his simple yet beautiful words.

After that we didn't need to say anything as I listened to the low thump of his heart beat as our bodies press against eachother. It didn't feel sexual however in a way it did as Grayson's hips pressed against mine and I felt myself becoming weak as he hummed along to the song that peacefully plays in the background.

I felt as though I was simply watching myself dancing with the man. A smile plastered across my lips as he held me closer to him and I could picture his eyes delicately closed as his hand stayed above my arse.

He is my haven and I felt protected as I was in his hold, all of my fears disappearing. However, replacing my fears was the constant stomach twirls that ached in my stomach as his stubble brushed against my soft cheek.

I felt warm as though his touched had instantly brought me heat or it is my flushed cheeks that are a sheepish red colour due to nerves and excitement. The smell of his cologne was dreamy and it soon became my favourite smell as is brown my favourite colour as it's the colour of his eyes that I wished to find myself becoming lost into.

I could stay here forever however I knew it won't last long as his arms soon stayed wrapped around his waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. I finally felt at peace.